“I was wondering who it was, turns out it’s you, you mangy dog,” Su Yuqing sneered.
She had blocked all of Jiang Chenan’s contact information, yet he still managed to call her from an unfamiliar number.
“What did you say? You and that bitch have offended the Jiang family, you…”
“What are you barking about? I just told a few truths,” Su Yuqing thought of Jiang Chenan’s frantic, panicked state and felt delighted.
Idiot.
“I know it was you, and I won’t let you get away with it!” Jiang Chenan gritted his teeth. “You’re just a burden to the Su family, a bastard. I’ll make you wish you were dead!”
Su Yuqing rolled her eyes. She was about to deny everything, but as soon as she opened her mouth, she said, “Yes, it was me. What can you do about it? If you have the guts, bite me! Idiot.”
Su Yuqing… had forgotten about that damn Truth System.
On the other end, Jiang Chenan was so furious his eyes nearly bulged out of their sockets. So it really was her!
That bitch!
“Don’t call me again. Hearing your voice makes me sick! Three-second man!” Su Yuqing slammed the phone down.
Jiang Chenan’s face twisted with rage. Staring at the black screen of his phone, he could no longer control himself and smashed it violently.
Bang—
The phone shattered into pieces, much like his mood at that moment.
Meanwhile, Su Yuqing was in a rather good mood. The Su family, the Jiang family—they all owed her, and she would collect every bit of it.
The next day, the weather was clear and bright. Su Yuqing woke up early, practiced yoga for a while, changed her clothes, and went out shopping. There was a supermarket nearby.
She bought quite a few daily necessities and vegetables.
After making herself a simple breakfast, Su Yuqing picked up a book to read.
The original owner… was a young girl about to take the college entrance exam.
Her grades weren’t actually bad—in fact, they were quite good. But because Ou Yulan always told her to keep a low profile so as not to overshadow Su Chengxi.
Su Chengxi was the true young lady of the Su family.
So the girl had always hidden her talents.
Seeing her as hopeless, the Su family looked down on her even more, making the girl increasingly sensitive and insecure.
Ou Yulan was a woman utterly unworthy of being a mother.
“Hello? God He!” Su Yuqing rubbed her sore, tired eyes.
“Are you home? Come to the café outside the residential area to sign the contract,” He Suyan’s slightly deep voice came through.
Su Yuqing glanced at the time on the screen. It was already noon.
“Alright, I’ll be right out.”
“Have you eaten?”
“Not lunch yet.”
“Then let’s change it to the private restaurant across the street.”
“…Okay.” She couldn’t help but feel that God He was being a bit too approachable.
Fu Jin looked at He Suyan, who had just hung up the phone, with an expression of disbelief. “I wanted coffee.”
“Hmm, we’ll get a cup to go,” He Suyan said as he stood up.
“…”
Fifteen minutes later, Su Yuqing appeared in the private room of the restaurant.
“Order whatever you want,” He Suyan placed the menu in front of her.
Su Yuqing didn’t stand on ceremony. She ordered a few dishes and handed the menu back to him.
Then she turned to Fu Jin. “Let me look at the contract first.”
Contracts in the entertainment industry could be full of pitfalls. She had suffered from them in her past life—oh, right, she had suffered in this life too.
Fu Jin handed her the contract.
Su Yuqing began reading it carefully, and the private room fell so silent you could hear a pin drop.
He Suyan poured himself a cup of light tea and sipped it slowly.
“Well?” he asked when Su Yuqing finished reading.
“It’s quite good. Let’s go with this.”
Fu Jin almost rolled his eyes. This was Cheng Tian’s Class A contract—if this wasn’t good, nothing would be.
“But I’m underage…”
“You can sign it, you’re already of age.” He Suyan handed her a new household registration booklet.
So fast?
Su Yuqing took it and flipped it open. The registered address was Walnut Lane, where she had bought the large apartment. Her birthday had already been changed to yesterday of this month.
“…”
Su Yuqing put away the household registration booklet. In both lifetimes, she had been the only person listed on it.
After signing the contract, the food arrived, and they chatted while eating.
“The company has already arranged an assistant for you. She’ll arrive tomorrow. Oh, and take a look at this script.” Fu Jin put down her chopsticks and took a script out of her bag.
“Third female lead, the villain!”
Su Yuqing quickly shifted into work mode. She took the script but didn’t rush to read it—she trusted Fu Jin’s judgment in selecting scripts.
She was just curious: Did Fu Jin believe in her acting skills?
“You said you wanted to focus on acting, right? Let me see your ability first.” Fu Jin said unhurriedly.
This script was just a trial.
Su Yuqing had acted in two low-budget dramas before, and her acting skills were basically… nonexistent.
“Alright.” Su Yuqing showed no fear.
“Then that’s settled for now. You have an audition tomorrow, so prepare yourself.”
“Mm.”
He Suyan waited until they finished discussing work before speaking up. “I’ll have someone notify the school, but the college entrance exam…”
“I have a plan.” Su Yuqing had already decided which university she wanted to apply to.
“Do you want me to hire a tutor for you?” He Suyan nodded.
Actually, she didn’t necessarily have to apply to a film academy.
“No need, my grades are pretty good.”
Fu Jin’s lips twitched. Pretty good?
What about that disastrous persona online?
Su Yuqing didn’t explain further—time would tell.
She didn’t plan to apply to a film academy. In her previous life, she wasn’t a professionally trained actress either, but she had already honed her acting skills. She wanted to try for her dream university.
There were very few people in the entertainment industry with high academic qualifications—they were as rare as phoenix feathers.
He Suyan was one of the best among them.
He was a top student in the economics department of Peking University and had even been recommended for graduate school, but he gave it up.
The next day, Su Yuqing was woken up by the doorbell.
She had stayed up late doing practice questions the night before and couldn’t get up on time.
Still half-asleep, she opened the door and saw a cute girl with a round face.
“Hello, Sister Su. I’m Xiao Zhu, the assistant the company arranged for you.” The girl smiled warmly, giving off a comfortable vibe.
“Xiao Zhu, come in. Don’t call me ‘sister’—just use my name.” Su Yuqing smiled.
She was only eighteen, after all.
“Then I’ll call you Susu.” Xiao Zhu said, “Susu, go freshen up. I’ll pack your things. We have an audition today, and the car is already waiting downstairs.”
Su Yuqing watched her assistant busily getting to work and smiled.
So energetic.
The company had also arranged a car for her, which Su Yuqing already knew.
Chengtian didn’t have many artists, and their treatment was quite good.
She quickly freshened up in the bathroom, and by the time she came out, Xiao Zhu had already laid out the clothes she needed to wear.
A dress that wasn’t too flashy but also not too plain.
Su Yuqing was only eighteen and didn’t need much makeup—just a simple touch-up would do.
Downstairs, the car was indeed waiting. Once inside, she closed her eyes to rest and mentally reviewed the script.
She had already read through it once after returning home yesterday.
This script is a period drama centered on a strong female lead, with the third female role being the villainess, yet she also has redeeming qualities. She was forced to turn to the dark side, making her the epitome of beauty, strength, and tragedy.
A role like this, if performed well, can really attract fans.
“Susu, we’re here.”